This chapter is RATED M. Stop reading right now if you may be offended.
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Andy heard her name shouted just as she had worked her away out of the gaggle of women. Turning to the voice she reached out her arms in reflex and caught Sarah's bouquet. It would have been hysterical Sam thought to himself, if he didn't have to worry about who was going to can't the garter and then put it on Andy's leg. It was irrational and all in good fun, but Sam's blood was beginning to boil thinking about one of these guys sliding their hands up Andy's leg, and if the family tradition held, get to kiss the girl that caught the bouquet.
Sam was feeling that anger start to build in his chest again and he knew that he'd at least have to warn Andy that his family would expect her to kiss the man that caught the garter. He cast a glance over at his cousin Jason who was grinning and eying Andy again. Jason was also keeping track of where Steven was and the garter that was in his hand.
Sam began to cross the floor in an almost desperate attempt to reach Andy. What was he so worried about? It's not like the kiss would mean the end of the world, it was all in good fun. It wouldn't mean anything right? What if Jason got it and he had made Andy laugh earlier…
Sam's thoughts were broken by something hitting him in the face. He stopped instantly and looked down to see the blue garter in his hands. His head shot up to look at Steven who was grinning like a Cheshire cat and turned to look dumbfounded at Andy.
She had been laughing at him... well maybe more the expression on his face. Sam went from looking mad as hell to looking like a freaked out kid who just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. It was suddenly getting really hot in the room, but hey it could have been him.
Sarah wrapped her arm around her brother pushing him forward. "Aww look Sammy," she teased in the most annoying big sister voice that she could. "You can blush! It's a very good look on you."
Sam shot his sister a look of daggers that had Andy shrinking back into the crowd. She knew that look, she'd seen it many times. Luckily it had never been directly at her, but it made her stomach drop and his palms sweat. There was no way she wanted Sam to look at her with that look. She shuddered as Steven came to wrap his arm around her shoulder and propel her forward toward the chair that was no smack dab in the center of the dance floor.
"What are you doing Steven," Andy's voice pitched a bit higher as she started getting nervous.
He threw his head back and laughed as he yanked her forward again. "Oh, this is the fun part," he turned to look at her. "See the Swareks have this fun little tradition."
Andy looked at him like he was nuts. She was familiar with the tradition. Everyone did it. "You mean where Sam has to put the garter on me for good luck?"
Steven looked down at her and if possible, his grin got even bigger. He was clearly enjoying himself and the look on Sam's face said that it would be torture to have to do this too. "That's the boring part Andy! You should know by know that the Swarek's have their own way of doing things."
Her eyes widened and she gave a quick start. She stopped dead in her tracks but unfortunately, Steven had distracted her enough that she was standing just a few steps from the chair standing two big steps away from Sam.
Rachel Swarek was excitedly holding a microphone and Andy had a very sick feeling in her stomach. These people just loved to torture her. What the hell has Sam been telling them about me? They all have this perverse sense of humor at my expense!
"Quiet now," Sam's mother hushed the room. She was simply beaming. "Now, some of you know the tradition, but Andy here doesn't so we've got to explain it."
Andy's eyes shot over to Sam to see him fidgeting in his sister's grasp. He shot her a weak smile that said he was both sorry and embarrassed. Sam's mother wrapped her arm around Andy's waist and started talking again.
"We all know that the man who catches the garter slides it on the girl who catches the bouquet, and the higher he goes, the more happy years the newly weds will have." She paused and looked at Andy
"Now the Swarek tradition goes a little beyond this," Rachel smiled at the cat calls and whistles from the guests. Turning towards Andy again, her smile broadened. "See after the garter is up, the man has to kiss the woman. The longer they kiss... well you get the point."
Andy felt her jaw go slack and she swayed a little bit. Rachel kept a firm grasp on her waist as she eyed her son a moment telling him with a look that she had her. Sam seemed satisfied to let Andy stand there dumbfounded practically hanging on to this mother for dear life.
"Close your mouth dear or you'll attract flies," Sam's mother leaned in to say with a mock seriousness. "How do you expect my son to kiss you properly with flies in your mouth?"
Andy snapped her jaw shut and allowed herself to be pushed into a chair. She barely registered the music that started blaring or how Sam leaned down in front of her to gently remove her shoe. He had his cocky bravado back and he was clearly hamming this up. Andy didn't think the room could get any hotter as his hand slid up her leg.
When he got the garter passed her knee he went to stop seeing her blush deepen. He could feel her rapid heart beat from the vein in the back of her knee as he looked up at her. Out came the dimples, "C'mon McNally, we want 'em to last don't we."
He winked at her and she tossed her head back in laughter. Sam Swarek knew damn well that when he aimed those dimples at her, she was a goner. She was laughing so hard that she barley noticed Sam as he moved the garter up higher. That was until he got just a little north of her mid thigh then she gasped and looked down at him with lust darkened eyes.
This man is going to be the death of me.
Sam met her intense stare with one of his own. He barely registered the cat calls coming from some of his cousins. His eyes dropped to her lips. Andy was currently worrying her bottom lip and he just wanted to bit it gently before throwing himself head long into the kiss.
The crowd starting chanting "Kiss her" over and over again as the DJ cued up "Kiss the Girl." Sam would tell his sister later that picking an outdated sappy Disney song was ridiculous, but right now, all he wanted to do was kiss Andy.
"Now or never McNally," he said in a husky voice. He was relieved with she offered him a small smile and a nod.
Sam hadn't bothered to get up off the floor from in front her yet, so all he hand to do was put his hands on her waist and pull her closer to him. Their lips met for a kiss that started out very gentle as all the crowd cheered them on to continue the lip lock, the kiss picked up passion.
Andy's arms wrapped themselves around Sam's neck as she pulled him closer to her. She couldn't get enough of him. She was starving and his kisses were the only thing that satisfy her. Sam pulled her closer to him and was savoring the feeling of her pressed flush up against him.
Somewhere in the back of their minds, they knew they were getting a little carried and reluctantly ended it. They sat their for a second chests heaving and foreheads resting against each other. The crowds cheers and hollering finally forced them apart.
Andy felt herself being pulled up by Sam and led away from the center of the dance floor. She was stilled dazed from their kiss and felt like she was having an out of body experience. Sam, however, had his cocky swagger on and was glady enjoying his alpha dog moment as he led her away.
For the remainder of the night, Sam and Andy stayed in close proximity of each other. They both danced and laughed, but kept the other in eyesight.
As Andy was happily twirling on the dance floor with Patrick, Jason sauntered up to his cousin. He gave him a sideways glance to see that Sam hadn't taken his eyes off of Andy. "You know Sam," Jason said in an amused voice. "You could have just told me she was with you when I asked in she was single. No need to have been coy."
Sam looked at his cousin briefly then back at Andy and smiled. "I wasn't really sure she was completely mine until that kiss." He patted his cousin on the pat and tried not to be smug as he saw the look on his cousin's face. He'd seen it many times when a man looked at Andy and found out that he couldn't have her. "Sorry cousin."
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The night had finally wound itself down and Sam was exhausted and relieved to finally be heading to his truck with Andy. They had been smiling like idiots at each other every since the garter toss. He had to admit that her hand felt very good in his. It simply belonged there.
He opened her door for her and helped her up in his truck, stopping only briefly to capture her lips for another mind blowing kiss.
Andy broke away first, letting her finger trail along his bottom lip. "We should go Sam," she nearly whispered looking into his eyes with a small smile. "You know, it's a pretty public place here."
Sam smile widened at her and leaned it to capture her lips for a quick peck before shutting her door laughing at her startled expression and heading over to his side. He wasn't counting, well okay, he stopped counting after the tenth driving infraction that he'd committed trying to get her home.
When he pulled in his driveway, looked up noticing where they were. Sam had gotten out of the truck and opened the door before she could process what she had been trying to say. Sam cut her off as she opened her mouth to ask him why she was there. He smashed his lips into hers with a new hunger. They were completely alone now, there was no one to interrupt them or drag one of them off to introduce or say hi to someone they wouldn't remember tomorrow.
Andy barely registered that Sam had actually picked her up and that she had wrapped her legs around his waist. He kicked the truck door shut and began stumbling up the three steps to his front door. Sam nearly growled as he fumbled for the key to open the door. Reluctantly, he broke their kiss to look down at the door knob.
Andy took this opportunity to kiss along his jaw and down his neck. When she gently bit his ear, she felt Sam hitch his breath and digs his hand into her flesh. He turned to kiss her roughly as the door gave way and they nearly tripped inside.
Andy slid down from her perch on his waist as he slammed the door shut. He reached behind him to turn the dead bolt and then heard her giggle.
"You find something funny McNally," his voice was slightly menacing and it was turning her on all that must more. It just made her smile.
"Nah, nothing funny here," she said in a somewhat bored voice.
Sam was on her again pinning her against the wall. He picked her up again loving the feeling of her legs wrapped around him. Neither of them could pin point exactly when it happened, or who started it, but they began peeling, ripping, and tearing apart clothes on their way to his bed room.
Sam laid her down on his bed and broke his kiss to look at her. It would kill him to stop now that he had her in his bed, again. She looked magnificent against his pillow and he swallowed looking her in the eye. "I don't want to stop McNally," he said unsure. "But I will if that's what you want. There's no going back after this."
She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him. She held his eyes as she asked him, "Did you mean it Sam? Did you mean it when you said you loved me?"
Sam let out a breath and let himself smile a small smile like he did when she'd caught him doing something that might irritate her. "I did. I love you Andy McNally, and I need you more than I need the air I breathe."
She looked up at him and her eyes started to tear up. Sam worried that he might have said something wrong and reached up to caress her cheek. "I love you too Sam," she whispered as his head jerked up meet her eyes. "I have for a very long time."
That was everything Sam needed to hear. He closed the space between them and crushed her lips against them. It was the start of a very long night and one neither of them would ever forget.
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Sometime after dawn, Sam pulled Andy towards him and kissed her forehead. "That was amazing Andy," he told her truthfully. He was still amazed at what had transpired the night before.
Hearing her giggle he looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. "What are you laughing at McNally?"
Her smile widened as she looked at him and shrugged, "Nothing."
"McNally..." Sam let his voice trail off like he was exasperated with her.
"Fine." She propped herself up on her elbow to look at him and then grinned. "It would be so much more amazing if you weren't so old and had a bit more stamina."
Andy yelped and Sam lunged at her pinning her back to the bed. "We'll see who cries uncle first," he growled and crushed his lips to hers. Apparently, they weren't going attempt sleep just yet.
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I think this is the final chapter of this story. There may be an epilogue but I haven't decided. I want to thank each of you who have stuck with this story. Thank you so much for all of your reviews, encouragement, guidance, etc. I thought this story would be no more than 5 chapters, but then with your encouragement, got it past 10 where I was sure it would die a quick death.
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